Sunday, May 16, 2010

and sure enough, the pieces of shit police my thoughts. the instant I mention anything about it they vehemently attack me in masses for trying to deceive them, and then the instant my thoughts need to be policed they immediately determine how every detail of my life will be going and how they'll be treating me in accordance to my thoughts. the things on the street try to use their personal relationships with me to restrict every freedom in my life, and try to make me forget that they'll never actually admit knowing who I am and will themselves use it against me if I mention anything about it. everyone else is the same.

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